Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the breath
Mown stalks exhale.
Long, long the death
It dies in the white hours
Of young-leafed June
With chestnut flowers,
With hedges snowlike strewn,
White lilac bowed,
Lost lanes of Queen Anne’s lace,
And that high-builded cloud
Moving at summer’s pace.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- My Heart Was Full by Stevie Smith
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Час обыкновенный
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищ Чичерин и тралеры отдает и прочее
- Ma Wonders by Miraj Patel
- Memories of West Street and Lepke by Robert Lowell
- The Hymn poem – John Milton poems
- Gordon Of Brackley poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Николай Гербель – Простор
- Наум Коржавин – Меня, как видно, Бог не звал
- Sonnet 46: Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Орлов – Ночной листок
- Owl by Sylvia Plath
- I’ve Got a Golden Ticket by Roald Dahl
- The Happy Days When I Wer Young by William Barnes
- A First Confession by William Butler Yeats
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
Philip Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.